Yi Hao waved his hand, and a pill entered. The blood on his left arm immediately stopped flowing, and the wound slowly began to scab over.

"Not bad!" Yi Hao gritted his teeth and looked indifferently at Qianzhang away with a surprised face.

Yu Tai never thought that Yi Hao would actually take this sword. And Yi Hao's body is comparable to a yuan weapon, and under this formula, he only suffered skin injuries, and his recovery power is too amazing.

"Eat my third sword!" Yu Tai shouted in a deep voice.

He closed his eyes, his body slowly floating off the ground, and the small sword conceived at the center of his brow flew in front of him. Countless demonic qi scrambled out of its body and flew into the small sword. In a moment's breath, the demonic qi in his body was actually absorbed by the little sword.

He opened his eyes and thumped his chest, and a small mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth and fell on the little sword. The little sword suddenly burst out with black light, and violently devoured the blood.

Then the black light on the small sword skyrocketed, and a terrifying consciousness erupted from within it. This consciousness is like a fierce spirit awakening, as if it wants to devour everything.

"What is this?" Yi Hao was shocked. This is self-destructing the essence and blood, forcibly awakening the treasure artifact spirit. With the help of the spirit of the weapon, that is the real treasure.

In the Eastern Yuan Continent, it was a bit difficult to display the treasure weapon in the ordinary Hui Yuan Realm. I didn't expect this Tai to be able to inspire with the power of the Kaiyuan Realm. Perhaps, this is where he can call Banteng Yuan Realm and not bow to Hui Yuan Realm.

Yi Hao's eyes were boiling with war, and he stood proudly.

He silently operated the Burning Heaven Technique, and the unique energy of the Back Mountain Exercise in the meridians of his body ran wildly. The Youquan Flying Sword in his hand constantly absorbed the fiery red yuan power that was swallowed out of his palm.

"Slash!" Tai Tai snorted softly. "Kill!" There seemed to be a cold sound from the Nine Shadows that made people smell blood clotting from the small sword at the same time.

"Hey, hey!" A demonic sound like a sneer suddenly floated from the small sword. The little sword automatically left Yi Tai's palm, and suddenly appeared in front of Yi Hao like a ghost, stabbing towards his heart.

And Tai's body seemed to have been sucked out of strength, and he crooked, and sat down on the ground trembling all over.

"Split the mountain!" Yi Hao's body retreated sharply, and the giant sword that was already full of momentum slammed towards the small sword in front of him.

A sneer came from inside the small sword, and its sword body suddenly disappeared. Suddenly appeared behind Yi Hao and stabbed Yi Hao in the head.

Yi Hao's face did not change, he fell to the ground with his back facing the sky, raised the giant sword in his hand and blocked it.

There was a loud "bang". The little sword was swept away by the spine of the Youquan Giant Sword, and it flew for a while before hovering in the air.

And Yi Hao's body was overwhelmed by this force and fell into the ground three feet underground, and his face was covered with blood.

Seeing this, Yu Tai, who collapsed to the ground, turned pale with a pale face. Yi Hao actually practiced his swordsmanship to the realm of Xiaocheng, and used two ordinary moves to dodge his invincible treasure flying sword.

Yi Hao took advantage of this gap to fly quickly, levitating in the air, looking fiercely at the flying sword that spontaneously flew in the air.

This treasure has a spirit, but its spiritual sense is weak, and it can only perform basic swordsmanship, which is not as good as Tai's swordsmanship! But its strength lies in sharpness and speed, but Yi Hao's speed is not slow, and at the same time, although the Youquan is not a treasure weapon, it has a hardness comparable to a treasure weapon. If it were someone else, I am afraid that he would be the one lying on the ground.

"You eat my three swords too!" Yi Hao shouted coldly at Tai Tai and the flying sword.

"Humph!" Tai snorted coldly. With a finger in his hand, the flying sword reluctantly returned to his hand. He threw his fist and slammed it into his chest. Another mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and after the flying sword in his hand was absorbed, it suddenly erupted with a power far more than twice as strong as before, making a "hiss" scream, and constantly circling around Yu Tai.

The giant sword in Yi Hao's hand was raised, and the sword was like a heavenly slash towards Yu Tai in the distance.

"Good swordsmanship!" He shouted in shock. The flying sword flashed suddenly, and it intercepted towards the seemingly powerless sword used by Yi Hao.

The two swords met with a "click", making an earth-shattering crisp sound.

Yi Hao stared and hurriedly made a move. The fountain flew back, only to see a shallow mark left on it. And Tai's little sword swirled complacently.

"Cut the mountain!" Yi Hao's face sank, and he suddenly shouted in his mouth. I saw that the Youquan Giant Sword suddenly came out of his hand, turning into a hundred feet of red light and flying towards Yu Tai quickly.

His eyes showed contempt, and his hand pointed. The demonic qi in the small sword suddenly boiled, and it slashed towards the red light with a roar.

"Ping Pong" dense sound kept coming. Yi Hao's figure seemed to be unable to withstand the huge pressure from the sword's body, and it changed to its usual size in an instant. It was bleeding from its mouth, its body was constantly receding, and its feet had made two deep grooves in the ground.

And the little sword also seemed to be unsustainable, and it turned into black light with a "woo" and fell into the dust on the ground not far from Taitai.

"This!" Tae struggled to his feet, looking at Yi Hao in disbelief.

"Woo!" The little sword struggled to fly, flying around the dragon. There was a roar of rage from within, like an enraged Shura thirsty for blood.

"Okay!" He whispered helplessly.

He slammed it into his chest again and again, and mouthfuls of essence blood spurted out and were excitedly absorbed by Xiaojian. The momentum on the small sword became more and more crazy, and Yu Tai's face was as pale as paper, and instantly changed to the old appearance before.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! There were bursts of shouts from the little sword, like a magic sound that drilled into Yi Hao's ears.

Yi Hao was shocked, and hurriedly stuffed a stack of robes to feel a little better. After hearing this sound in the distance, his eyes turned red, and his hands clutched his face frantically, his old face was full of blood, and his eyes were burning with bloodthirsty light.

Yi Hao's eyes looked solemnly at the little sword that flew crookedly towards him. He slowly raised the giant sword in his hand high, using the little Yuan Force he still had, and said softly: "Chop the mountain!" ”

The Youquan Giant Sword flew high, suddenly turning into a red light and slashing fiercely at the small sword. The little sword froze for a moment, and then flew forward again without paying attention.

"Second sword!" Yi Hao's eyes stared at the falling fountain tightly, and he thought lightly.

"Third ......" Each of Yi Hao's swords was as heavy as a mountain, and the more he went to the back, each sword was twice as powerful as before. Each of these swords slashed heavily at the same place of the small sword.

"Seventeenth ......" Yi Hao roared in his heart, and there was not much strength left in his body. But he knew that if he didn't insist, the little sword would definitely slash at him without hesitation, and he would not have the slightest chance of life.

……

"Twenty-seventh sword!" Yi Hao's eyes were red, and he tried his best to whisper, but his voice was inaudible. The small sword had been blocked by the Youquan Sword, but it still staggered and flew towards Yi Hao unconsciously, vowing to kill him.